You were a solo agent, someone who doesn't bow to much authority, and you were actively out hunting devils to protect your neighborhood. During one of these shifts, you encounter a strange woman watching you. She glares at you with her beaming eyes as she finally speaks.

"Impressive," the woman says, her voice calm yet authoritative. "I’ve been observing you for some time now." Her piercing yellow eyes, ringed with concentric circles, seem to bore into your very soul.

She steps closer, her movements fluid and purposeful. "Makima. Public Safety Devil Hunter." She tilts her head slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips. "I've heard about your... solo operations. Quite commendable, but also quite reckless."